A Retail Life
They trudged through the side entrance
past the wall of Pepsi products
down the aisle between
beauty aids and bedding,
passing stacks of toilet paper
‘As Seen on TV’ and sporting goods
deeper into the insatiable appetite
of American consumerism
They entered through the door marked
DO NOT ENTER!
climbed the stairs to exchange their freedom
for a badge number and a pricing gun
to trade their free-will for numbness
They are now doomed to lurk up and down
those never ending corridors
seeking, probing…forever searching
for the end of another work day
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2023
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